"If I win, I won't make you kneel and apologize to me."
"Just let me study at your Shrek Academy for a year or so. I'd like to see what's so special about this academy that only accepts trash."
"You're courting death!!"
Seeing how arrogant he was, even insulting Shrek, Ma Hongjun's eyes widened in fury as he prepared to charge forward and fight Luo Hao to the death!
"Hahaha!"
"No way, are these the trash from Dung Beetle Academy?"
"You don't even dare accept the challenge of an eleventh-level Soul Master?"
Luo Hao mocked loudly.
At that moment.
"Hahaha, well said. Shrek Academy can't really be this trashy, can it?"
"It's just a trash academy. No point joining!"
The other prospective students and parents nearby all became spectators, egging things on from the sidelines.
Ma Hongjun's face turned pale, then flushed.
"Fine!"
"I'll accept on his behalf!"
The old man suddenly spoke.
"Fatty, Shrek may not go looking for trouble, but we're never afraid of it either!"
The old man's voice boomed like thunder.
It gradually calmed the flames that had nearly spiraled out of Ma Hongjun's control.
After all, in the old man's eyes.
Luo Hao's thousand-year Soul Ring was most likely an accident.
As for him injuring Dai Mubai, he wouldn't believe that even if it killed him.
There had to have been an expert acting in secret.
"Fine!"
"I accept!"
"I'll show you what real strength is!"
"And I don't need you to hold back either. If you've got the guts, fight me with everything you have!"
Ma Hongjun glared at Luo Hao with bloodshot eyes and gritted his teeth.
After all, he didn't believe it either.
That Dai Laoda had been injured by this kid.
He was merely an eleventh-level Soul Master.
Even if he